“You and Mr.
Moretti know each other?” Angelica was a little surprised.
“Yes, we are neighbors, and Mr.
Moretti is also my patron,” Roger nodded.
Of course, the kind that only sponsored 1 penny…
“I see.”
Ms.
Angelica’s eyes changed subtly.
She pointed to the end of the corridor:
“The innermost room on the right-hand side.
I need to remind you that it’s best to wait until the current client’s divination is finished before going in to find Mr.
Moretti.”
“Of course.”
Roger nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then quietly sat in the hall, reading a newspaper and waiting.
After about ten minutes, a middle-aged gentleman in his thirties, dressed in a cheap suit, walked out of the divination room where Klein was, still profusely thanking the person inside.
“Mr.
Morris, how was your divination?”
Angelica immediately stood up.
Although she had heard that Klein had good face-reading skills, it was his first time formally accepting a divination commission, so she was inevitably a little worried.
“Very good, Mr.
Moretti is an excellent master diviner.”
Mr.
Morris made no secret of his approval of Klein.
“Of course… Klein is a true ‘Seer’,” Roger thought to himself as he walked towards the divination room where Klein was.
Klein was putting on his clothes, preparing to leave.
He turned his head in confusion and saw Roger standing at the doorway, smiling.
“Mr.
Bonway, do you also need a divination?” Klein joked.
“Yes, I need to divine when I can live the good life promised by the previous cabinet.”
Both of them laughed at the same time.
A few seconds later, Roger stopped laughing and said:
Moretti, you haven’t had afternoon tea yet, have you?
A nice new specialty restaurant has opened nearby.
Would you be willing to honor me with your presence?
My treat.”
The club previously provided free drinks, but only drinking liquids was inevitably a bit difficult to endure.
Although Klein currently had some spare money, Roger still couldn’t bear to let him pay for some high-end restaurant.
“My pleasure.” Klein did not refuse, and added, “From now on, you can just call me Klein.”
“Meters,” Roger responded amiably.
Klein picked up his silver-inlaid cane, put on his hat, and left the divination club with Roger, heading to “Loretta’s Restaurant” across the street.
The two casually ordered some tea snacks and drinks, and began to eat and drink.
Klein subtly tapped his brow with the tip of his index finger twice, then looked at Roger and said:
“Meters, my intuition tells me you have something you need to discuss with me.”
“Yes, I have a commission.
I wonder if you’d be willing to take it on.”
Roger did not hide anything and told Klein about the matter commissioned by Willis.
Of course, he omitted the overall budget.
“If I’m not mistaken, you should be working at the security company where we met earlier.
“The police don’t take this matter very seriously right now, so if your company can resolve this, I’m willing to give you 20 pounds as compensation.”
After hearing Roger’s explanation, Klein’s expression also became solemn.
He still hadn’t participated in any official missions with the Nighthawks team, so he wasn’t sure how deep this matter ran.
But the 20 gold pounds fee was quite tempting—because this matter involved a supernatural event, it was considered the Nighthawks’ official duty, not a “side job” commission.
This was also Roger’s idea: to let Klein use his official position to benefit himself, and incidentally help him rescue James with the official power of the church.
They were both fellow countrymen and good neighbors, so they should make money together.
As the “order taker,” Roger considered a four-six split to be quite reasonable.
On the other hand, if this matter was related to the Aurora Order, using official power could also prevent the messenger of Awwa County from targeting him prematurely.
“I can give it a try, but I can’t guarantee completion.” Klein pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Roger was not at all worried that the Nighthawks couldn’t handle such a matter.
He took out five gold pounds in banknotes and handed them to Klein: “Then it’s settled.
This is the deposit.
Please make sure to resolve it within three days.”
Klein took the money and nodded.
He finished the remaining pastries on the plate and then drained the sweet iced tea in the glass.
“Thank you for the treat. This story is hosted at g.com.
I’m going to the company to report on work now.” Klein put on his hat and politely took his leave.
Today was Captain Dunn Smith’s day to guard Chanis Gate, and he needed to return to Blackthorn Security Company to tell him about this matter.
As Klein walked, he took out a one-penny coin from his pocket.
“Is Meters’s commission dangerous?”
After silently reciting the question, he tossed the coin and received a “no” answer.
“It seems my neighbor is indeed a good person.
From the spirit vision results just now, he should also be a Beyonder.”
Klein secretly mused, “Perhaps I can bring him into the Tarot Club?
The gathering is the day after tomorrow, and coincidentally, there’s a new invitation slot available recently.
I can use this opportunity to test if he’s a Transmigrator…”
A short while later, Klein took a public carriage and arrived at Blackthorn Security Company.
After greeting Old Neil and Rosanne, he went straight downstairs to the office near Chanis Gate and found Captain Dunn.
“Captain, I have a report here involving a mysterious event.”
He briefly explained the situation to Dunn, who nodded:
“I think this matter is related to the Aurora Order.
Recently, many clues point to them engaging in illegal faith activities.”
Dunn found a document from his drawer and tossed it to Klein:
“This is the list of missing persons reported by the Tingen City police in the past week.
We had already planned an operation to jointly eradicate the Aurora Order’s hideout with the Mandated Punishers in the next two days.
“Since you’ve already become involved in this matter, I’m considering adding you to the list of enforcement members for this operation.”
Klein quickly scanned the list and indeed found the name “James Willis” on it.
“My pleasure.”
Klein was a little excited.
Although the captain had already promised to let him officially join the Nighthawks after resolving the Antigonus family’s notebook case, he was also very willing to accumulate some experience first.
After all, with two major churches jointly enforcing the law, safety was naturally greatly guaranteed.
“Go back and wait for news.” Dunn nodded, then looked confused and said, “Oh, what was I going to do just now…?”
Klein’s mouth twitched slightly, and he got up and exited Dunn’s office.
…
Two days later, in the evening, in the Tingen City dock area.
Roger, sitting in a small backstreet tavern, drinking sparkling water and eating salted cod with a knife and fork, seemingly inadvertently looked towards a large building without a sign not far away.
Some individuals, whose Beyonder characteristics were clearly visible within his spirit vision, were slowly approaching it in the manner of an ordinary stroll.
There will be another update later.